Remembering Dad

My wonderful Dad died one year ago this week.

I’ve been thinking about him a lot, and wrote the following haiku:

Climb pine-scented trails

Sing silly songs, then listen

Echoes in my mind…

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Mt. Katahdin high

replenishing view

addictive fresh breeze

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Knife Edge, gleeful grin!

(not what you think)  “Careful, Tom,

Three children in tow!”

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Unroll our blue tent 

wash basin, slippery soap

quiet campfire embers

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skeeters, noseeums

tree peepers (frogs) supervise

tent zips, all is nigh.

flashlights out, chorus heard:

“Eagle Birdie stories, Dad!”

“Once upon a time…”

Witchhazel stars flirt:

sentinels in a clay field.

Alone, not lonely.

Can’t you just see him?

Oyster soup, Liederkranz cheese

dandelions, book.

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Can’t you just hear him?

Toadside rables, chirds birping

…must be from New York!

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Pine Barrens, green glass, 

swimming hole!, cranberry bogs.

Let’s go!  Thank you, Dad…

For those readers who may not have had the privilege of knowing my Dad, these lines may make no sense.

For those of you who did know my Dad, I hope some of these trigger happy memories, a smile, a laugh.

I miss my Dad…

lunar tug-of-war

haiku for today:

lunar tug of war 

parallel universes

collide in my mind

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Staring at the full moon I feel cosmic energy, feel as if my pulse is shared by some ‘something’ out there…

I feel these waves, waves of soothe and torment, soothe and torment, and the grit left behind to mull over needles me like the sand used to inside my bathing suit after a day on the beach.

Does the moon do that to you, too?

melting aliens

haiku tribute to today:

melting alien

(snow creature) greets daffodils

who welcomes you home?

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sunshine, blue skies, birds singing  — but — overload of work, stuffed head, insufficient sleep

fun surprises from friends, fun posts on LEWWP — but — sad news from others, dishes piled high near the sink

Balancing ~

My three words for the year:   try    trust    treasure

I try.   [and yet there is no respite from this challenge…]

I trust that I will find a better balance.

I treasure each moment of life that brings a smile, try to seek them frequently, and trust they’ll be within my field of vision, within my mind’s reach.

Oh!

The title of this post does have a story!

haiku for today:

frogs croaking, crocus

heralding rise and shine smiles,

Bah! Humbug! false hopes.

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shiny clean floors (simple pleasures)

haiku for the day:

sweep, vacuum, scrub, shine

robins party in the yard

sun streams, dust motes, smiles

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A busy day for me inside, a busy day for the birds outdoors.

This ‘winter’ has been so odd.  Flowers, robins, spring-like birdsong began in late January.

There have been many days when a sweater or light jacket was sufficient, many days when the windows were open for several hours of fresh air.

Nice, but odd.

“Spring cleaning” in February!

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Random aside: I splurged and purchased a bunch of assorted eucalyptus today — will share them with my mom 🙂

haircut

haiku for the day:

gray, white, silvery

snipped tips,  evidence scattered

post-it notes of age

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Overdue for a haircut, I stopped this afternoon for a trim.

Against the backdrop of the black cloth draped over me, the hair showering down from each ‘snip’ of the scissors looked as if it were from someone else’s head. Surely those gray, white, silvery bits were not from me?

But alas! Each month’s haircut the silvery threads increase!

I don’t notice them so much in my once-blonde (but nevermore) reflection in the mirror each day.

Silver is a fine color.

scones

haiku for today:

crumbly raisin scones

smiling circle, friendly pooch

global Skype chat: treats!

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Valentine’s Day then,

Valentine’s Day now,

Special then,

Special now,

but for such very different reasons!

Hope you enjoyed your day~